All Chapters of Alexander Brooks; The dark prince of crime : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Alexander's Point of ViewCold water splashed on my body, startling me awake. I jumped up, breathing heavily as I looked down at my soaked clothes clinging to my skin. My eyes widened when I saw my wife.Her right hand rested on her lips, her expression blank. She held an empty bucket in her left hand, her gaze fixed on me.“Get up,” she ordered, her voice firm and unyielding. “I’m hungry. Go make me something to eat.”I clenched my fists, staring into her eyes. “Couldn't you have asked a little nicer?” I asked, glancing down at my wet clothes.“I could have,” she replied, rolling her eyes in irritation, her foot tapping impatiently on the polished marble floor. “But don’t waste my time. I’ve got a modeling gig to get to.”“Alice, I…” I began, but she cut me off.“You don’t tell me what to do, Alex. I own this house, and you’ll do as I say. Maybe I’d listen to you if you actually made some real money. Now get out there and do the dishes,” she snapped, pointing toward the door.Her wo

Chapter FourAlexander's Point of ViewA few weeks later, I had completely healed from the wounds and body pain. I was finally fit enough to do the house chores. Besides, it was Alice's birthday, and I wanted everything to be perfect.After tidying up, I carefully prepared breakfast;buffalo chicken wings, her favorite,and brought it straight to her room. I leaned against the wall, staring at her beautiful face.Moments later, her eyes fluttered open, and she sat upright, her face immediately frowning when she saw me."I’ve warned you several times not to barge into my room without permission, haven’t I?" she snapped, her reddened in anger."I’m really sorry. I just wanted to…” My voice trailed off as she cut me off."Get the hell out of my space! Don’t make me ask twice!" she yelled, her voice sharp.I nodded quickly, relieved she didn’t throw the food at my face. A few hours later, she emerged from the room with the empty dishes, dropping them on the floor. Her heavy cologne filled t

Just as I was about to leave the hotel, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I tried to ignore it,but the caller was relentless. I heaved a sigh, tracing my steps to a secluded area in the lobby. I tucked my hand into my pocket, dragging it out.I stared at the screen for a while, trying to make out the caller's ID. Unknown number, I hesistated, a sudden chill crawling down my spine.“Hello,” I answered, bracing myself for whatever it is to come.“Hello. Dexter speaking,” a masculine voice said at the end of the line.“Dexter?” I asked rhetorically, frowning a bit. The name wasn't a familiar one.“Yes,Sir. Your personal bodyguard. Your mother hired me to look out for you,” he replied,his voice cold. My lips parted, a weak sigh escaping through it. My mother's protective instincts always kicked in whenever I was away from her. Let's just say I expected it. “What do you want?” I asked, my eyes scanning the area for any sign of him, but disappointedly, I saw no one.“I’m afraid you ar

A month now, and I’ve heard nothing about Dexter or Alice. Just lying around in the hotel, my thoughts went wild as I stared at the ceiling. I heaved a sigh, rolling my eyes, the clock taunting me with its continuous ticking.I sat upright on the soft hotel mattress, throwing my legs off the edge of the bed and walking to the window. The view below was terrifying, yet beautiful. Even as a mafia lord, I had this weird fear of heights, a phobia I had been struggling to overcome.I took a deep breath, enjoying the beautiful view below, a smirk on my lips. This was the life I had dreamed of. Not the mafia part, though. Just a quiet life with my beautiful Alice. Call me a damn idiot, but I was still obsessed with her.Lately, I would see her in my dreams, resting her lips on mine, drifting away in my dream world. Well, none of that was going to happen. It was clear that I had lost her. Now, I wanted revenge.My gaze still fixed on the bustling street, I stretched my hand, grabbing the glas